"If we really could be real, would we have more of a backbone? A recollection of who is the for you or against you? Can we breakdown the closed doors, and face the plagues and ills of the world? Cause it's obvious we're no different, or no more much from our cultures or origins. God is the father we are the children. A man we've never seen in the flesh, so how can we determine if he's white or black? Any other color you wanna throw in, it still doesn't dispute the fact, why it's in our heads to be divided, when we have the same fears, tests, and addictions we fight daily. If we really could be real? Would we stop to think the Devil is in the mirror. We indulge in the same things he indulges in. Hatred, confusion, and rebellion. We get to smelling our asses, do what feels good in the moment. And will never confess what we've done. If we could really sit down and talk, discuss our grievances upon one another, and bring an open mind, without a already made up mind, we could see who's the real enemy. Ourselves. If we really can be real."
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